Taylor
I'm used to a bustling environment. Over half of my life now I have been surrounded and watched by so many. It's only intensified the further I've gotten in my career. I'm now 34 and it kind of feels like my life is just beginning. I'm relearning how to slow down and enjoy each moment. I spent the last six years in hiding and I'll never get that time back. While Travis and I are both used to the attention, we get from the media. The constant cameras and lights flashing and people asking invasive questions we both have handled it with grace.
In the last few months I've learned from him, I learned how to slow down how to take each and every moment. In the quiet moments, when the world fades away, I find solace and moments with him, I find comfort in the sound of his heartbeat beating against the side of my head as I lay on his bare chest. It's kind of comforting. As I've learned to slow down I found a new appreciation for the little moments and I found a sense of sanctuary with with him.Every day when I wake up in his arms, I always find myself reflecting on how lucky I am to have the job I have. That I get to write about my life and share little bits and pieces with the world. That I have some of the best friends in the world, and that I'm even luckier that one of my best friends is someone I am so in love with. And my past relationship I was with Joe for six years and Travis has made me feel better than I ever felt with Joe at our best. I was interrupted mid thought with Travis, kissing my shoulder.
"Good morning baby" Said Travis. His morning voice is always scratchy but in the best way. He pulls me closer to him breathing in deeply the scent of my hair.
"Good morning" I say. I swear I'll never get sick of his warmth, embracing the sense of security and belonging that he makes me feel every single time his arms wrap around me. I turn around facing him and nuzzling my head into his chest. I love when he sleeps shirtless.
"How did you sleep?" he asked.
"I slept good. How did you sleep" I asked. His fingers ran through my tousled hair and tucked it behind my ear.
" Me too. Slightly hungover from last night". He said while rubbing his eyes. Thank God his room is slightly dark still with just a sliver of sunlight peaking in. Last night we had a couple friends over, drank a little wine- actually correction wasn't a little more like a bottle each.
"I don't think I went as hard as you did but even I have a slight headache". I moved away from his side to grab the Tylenol and water on the bedside table. I sat up while taking the medication and handing it to him. He sat up to take a sip of water and Tylenol as well.
"Can we just stay here all day" he said pulling me close again.
"I know I wish we could"
"Why can't we"
"Because you have your session with your trainer and I have rehearsals tomorrow in LA"
"I can't believe you're leaving me" he said looking at me pouting. I smiled knowing he was teasing me.
"I know I have no idea how you'll survive without me" I said jokingly. Leaving him is the worst. We have such a strong connection and we value any time we get together. I knew I was in love with him when I felt like I was at home with him. When I'm at my home without him it doesn't feel like home.
There's really no other way to explain it.
My heart feels at peace.
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